AS IF his annual December swoon during last season’s Jets dive bomb out of playoff contention wasn’t bad enough, now Brett Favre really has gotten the organization into a fine mess.

Thanks to the sport’s most incessant attention-desperate diva flapping his gums last week about how the Jets knew about his torn biceps tendon last season, and how they asked him to play hurt and never listed him on an injury report, the NFL yesterday doled out an unprecedented $125,000 in fines to the Jets, their GM Mike Tannenbaum and former coach Eric Mangini for not putting him on injury reports.

First and worst, whether it was his intention to tweak the Jets or merely create an alibi for his sloppy performance in the last month of the season or not, Favre is a snitch. Why he felt it necessary to drop dime on the team that overpaid him ($12 million) for an incomplete performance last year, only he knows.

Secondly, the fine by the league is a ridiculous amount — over the top for what seems like a minor infraction on the part of the Jets. Even if Favre was listed as probable on those injury reports, every team in the league knew he was going to play, and having him listed wouldn’t have altered any opponents’ preparation.

But now that the damage has been done, here’s how Favre can make it right: He needs to write out three checks from his personal account.

The first should be made out to Jets owner Woody Johnson for the $75,000 the league fined the Jets. The other two should be made out to Tannenbaum and Mangini for the $25,000 they were each fined.

Considering Favre makes a lot more than $125,000 to be a spokesperson for Wrangler, he should take care of the people who spent all of last season kissing his jeans.

Favre, now with the Vikings after yet another tiring offseason of waffling about coming back to play, said last week that he believed he was hurting the Jets because of the injury and discussed it with Tannenbaum and Mangini, who was fired after last season and now is coaching the Browns.

He claimed he would have been willing to sit out despite the fact that it would have ended his record streak of consecutive starts, which currently stands at 270 games.

Another travesty, if not a bald-faced lie.

Favre is so in love with that longevity streak that Mangini would have had to have him placed in a straitjacket to keep him off the field for a game.

Mangini said he wants to put the situation behind him.

“I have worked with the league on this matter and now consider it closed,” he said in a statement. “My focus is on our preparations for the Broncos.”

This is yet another in a long line of public Favre-speak comments designed to paint himself as the ultimate team player when the fact is that it’s constantly about him and always has been.

So make it write, Brett: Get out your new purple checkbook, tear three checks out and make them out to Johnson, Tannenbaum and Mangini, put a stamp on the envelope and mail them out.